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576 Winning Three Games in a Row 6

Under Murong Ningyue's ice-breaking attack, there was no damage at all. Murong Ningyue flew backed up and then another attack came.&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;)

Yang Fanqing's close-fitting skills are obviously not as powerful as long-range attacks. He usually claims to be a gentleman and looks down on those warriors who are fighting in close-fitting. Only then did he deeply feel how important it is to master close-fitting attacks. Faced with Murong Ningyue's approaching step by step and the harassment of the baby in the sky, Yang Fanqing soon became overwhelmed and overwhelmed.

"You shameless villains! Ah! I'm so angry!" Yang Fanqing dodged left and right on the ring, making waves of depressed screams from time to time. Finally, he couldn't resist the attack in a wave of attacks, and was about to be hit by Murong Ningyue's icebreaking.

Yang Fanqing was able to take the person who could let go and decisively chose to jump off the ring. Although he saved his life, Murong Ningyue won the game in the end. Yang Fanqing walked out and said to Murong Ningyue: "Don't be too proud too soon. We will see you again in the top ten. What a good man is bullying too many people. I also want to get a spiritual pet!"

Yang Fanqing cursed and gradually walked away. Murong Ningyue shook her head and stopped caring about this narcissistic guy. She could enter the inner city competition as long as she won another game. Ye Yaorao! I will be back soon!

The last game came as scheduled. As long as you win this game again, you can be qualified to participate in the inner city competition. At this time, Murong Ningyue stood on the ring with a arrogant look on her face, and a sharp aura of who was competing for the front was emitted from her.

Murong Ningyue’s opponent this time is a typical demon. His big and thick figure is obviously a brave man. He seems to know Murong Ningyue’s glorious deeds. Although this man is tall and fat, he said very politely to Murong Ningyue after he came on stage: “My name is Zhao Baogang, please give me some advice!”

Murong Ningyue nodded casually. She would not be too much about such people who know the current affairs. She would just fight and throw him off the ring at that time.

Murong Ningyue won two games in a row, and each game surprised the audience. Therefore, it was in full swing at this time, so it was not surprising that she had such confidence.

But Murong Ningyue was full of confidence on the surface, but she still kept her full alert in secret. She had long understood the sword hidden in the smile of the demons, and at this moment she was still staring at Zhao Baogang with sharp eyes.

Zhao Baogang seemed to know that Murong Ningyue was not that easy to deal with, and also stared at Murong Ningyue with his eyes staring at him with a pair of copper bells, and a little plot flashed in his heart.

Seeing the two on the stage looking at each other but not taking action, the audience in the stage was immediately dissatisfied.

"What are you doing? Fight quickly!"

"I spent money to buy tickets to see them. If you do this, I strongly request a refund!"

"That's right, fight!"

Although the audience was already in trouble, Murong Ningyue and Zhao Baogang on the stage were still as stable as Mount Tai. Murong Ningyue's eyes were cold, and she deliberately moved her steps to pretend to have a flaw. Zhao Baogang was indeed fooled and thought she had found an opportunity to slash at Murong Ningyue with a big knife.

But Murong Ningyue was a flaw that she deliberately sold. She turned around skillfully and avoided Zhao Baogang's attack, and then held the ice-breaking backhand and stabbed Zhao Baogang's back.
Chapter completed!
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